Today yours truly got squashified on the MRT train. I was on my way home from Marcus's Philharmonic Youth Winds concert at the Singapore Conference Hall. I was leaning against the glass panel right beside the door (you know that one, right?), and at one stop, 3 tall guys squished their way into the already packed carriage. And the result? One of them ended up about 10 frickin' CM away from my face. I was staring into his back of course, he was facing away from me. Behind me was the glass panal and 10cm in front of me was this wall of white cloth (his shirt. Like I said, he's tall). If the train so much as lurches and he falls backwards. That's it man, I will really live up to my nickname of "pancake".

Ah yes, so I was saying, I attended the Philharmonic Youth Winds and Philharmonic Winds concert today, cos Marcus was performing and I got his complimentary ticket anyway. Hahaha. Phil Youths is not bad man! But Phil Winds totally blew me away. Oh my goodness. They are damn good! Fast AND clear running notes, wonderful tone, and they are really LOUD. Gosh, their lungs power must be like superb man. And I love their dynamics, which are clearly played out. I think my hairs stood during the crescendo. Damn nice. And the oboe player! His tone!! Omg, his tone! Added with vibrato, I think I just about melted and fused with my seat.

Sigh, I miss performing. I miss the thrill and nervousness of going on stage. The moment as you wait behind closed doors, then seconds later, as the door swings open and you take that one step out onto the stage and the audience bursts into applause. Gosh! Reminisce reminisce... Nevermind, at least there's still the Open House performance coming up and I've got 3 friggin' solo parts in The Dance of the Yao (or The Legend of the Yao, whatever, Yao Zu Wu Qu in Chinese). Wuahahaz, gotta practice. Need to get my tone and pitching right.

Oh, and today's my first time attending a concert alone. Haha, quite interesting.